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The Strongest Monarch In The Apocalypse Academy

In a white void between life and death, a soul witnesses fragments of memories—glimpses of someone called the Strongest Monarch, a being who shares his face but whose story remains incomplete. Then comes rebirth. As a newborn in the world of Aevoria, he awakens with two sets of memories: one belonging to Samiel, a graduate of the legendary Apocalypse Academy, and another shrouded in mystery. But something's wrong. The memories of his graduation years are missing, and with them, perhaps the key to preventing Aevoria's greatest crisis. The New Apocalypse is on its way. Ancient prophecies speak of a chosen hero—but Samiel knows he isn't the one. With time running out and three powerful academies vying for dominance, he must uncover the truth: Why were his memories erased? What secrets does the Apocalypse Academy hold? And can someone who isn't the chosen one still change destiny? In a world of cultivation, world system, wars, mythical beasts, and dark prophecies, Samiel will prove that sometimes the greatest heroes are the ones who write their own legends. After all, what's a prophecy to someone who's already lived twice? ____________ Warning: This story contains descriptions of violence, gore, and the depiction of intense emotional trauma. Reader discretion is advised. All events and characters are products of the author’s imagination. _____ ____ _ Discord Link -> https://discord.gg/ezVBxwCEPN

Peace_in_Chaos · Fantasía
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Whispers of Destiny and Words Beyond

The World System's true form now revealed as a woman with ethereal features and a serene countenance, sat beside the unconscious Samiel. She gazed down at him with a mixture of sympathy and determination.

"Sorry, Guardian... Sorry, Samiel. It is too early for you to know the actual truth, the actual prophecy," she spoke softly, her voice carrying a weight of responsibility.

"But I will help you as much as I can in the meantime," she continued, placing a gentle hand on Samiel's forehead.

"Till we meet again," she whispered, her form dissipating into a cascade of light that enveloped Samiel and faded away, leaving the void in tranquil silence.

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As Samiel lay unconscious, his mind entered a dreamscape where fragments of memories and prophecies intertwined. In this ethereal realm, he caught glimpses of faces, places, and moments that seemed both familiar and distant.

'Hmm...?'

'Am I not in the real world?'

He thought to himself.